random thoughts - Day 1,986 (Sunday) - at home

The day had no plans and it was good. Time was spent in the uncomfortable chair in the comfortable light and airy living room performing the weekly unemployment certification and submitting another job application. 

A spinach and cheddar quiche was baked. As it emerged from the oven and was set on the stovetop, magical and heavenly sunlight shone through the kitchen skylight, illuminating the baking dish. A piece was eaten for lunch, and the remainder set in individual portion containers in the freezer. The freezer is filling up and I take comfort in that.

The walls were measured for the tenth time, online installation instructions read and assessed for difficulty, and a floating corner TV shelf was ordered. Windows were opened for the air flow. The house was vacuumed. 

There were shows on Prime video and Woodoku on the phone. Suddenly, as keeps happening, it was 5:00 and time to think about supper. There was some fighting with a local Chinese food website as I tried to navigate the menu. It was impossible on the laptop, but semi-manageable on the phone. I get the concept of mobile first web design, but that doesn't mean it should be okay for the website to be total shite on a computer. 

Thanks to the viewing challenges and the bizarre menu organization it took a half-hour to find what I wanted to order. Once placed, the responder provided a 45 minute timeframe for the order to be ready, which was plenty of time to go for the usual length walk (15-20 minutes). 

Neighborhood gang.

Today I worked on speed. I saw the dog one street over who is always sitting politely in the yard while its human stands nearby smoking a cigarette and holding the other end of the leash. I said hello to big puppy and petted his head for a second before continuing on my way. The neighborhood gang of turkeys was lurking in a yard. 

As I was about three houses away on the  approach to my house, some 18 minutes after leaving and 15 minutes before the expected delivery, there was a car in my driveway. That's when I took up jogging for the first time in years. The delivery guy was heading back to his car with the big bag of food in hand. I intercepted him  and apologized for not being there when he knocked. There is enough food to last for several days, just as I hoped. And it was good.

Kiki emerged from her daytime lair and was ready for attention and face rubs. She seems to have relaxed and reestablished her routines at the new place and gotten used to the location of her litter box and food.